Well if yo bare with me I'd like to place an image in your heads, imagine if you will:

A sterile like clean plastic base about the size of an adequately sized bedroom. Connected on like a limpet a circular dial, atop a clear tube filled with all your possessions. Now slowly and carefully place both hands on the dial. It's cold but you can't stop yourself. With a shrill matallic sound it slowly shifts around. The room fills with a monstrous etherly grumble and shakes - at first small but then greater. Your possessions begin to spin, the tornado of stuff increases pace at the same rate the noise and shaking does. It all becomes to much to bare. You close your eyes and crawl into a corner.

It stops.

You open your eyes. The scene appears all fine. You look with bleary eyes your room is a mess.

Voila there you have it my bedroom, summed up as a blender-ed mess. I have finished my editing of the first third of my book and am cracking on with the second part. I took a few weeks off from it which helped bring me back fresh and have a differene eye/perspective on it. Anyone else doing a book or form of writing should definitely take some time off and come back it helps - believe me.

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